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changbinlov3r · 1 month

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We can't be friends | H.H.

Pairing: Hyunjin x reader

Genre: ANGST, smut

Summary: you have been in love with your best friend for a long time. On a night where you were supposed to comfort him after a break up, things heat up and he finally looks at you the way you wanted.

Words count: 2,957

THIS WORK IS FOR +18 AUDIENCES ONLY, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings: biting, protected piv, hickeys, blowjob, hair pulling, cursing(I think that's all)

A/N: I wanted to write something to "we can't be friends" by ariana grande, I was thinking so hard about what to write and this idea came to me so suddenly and I knew I had to write it.

Hwang Hyunjin was everything you ever dreamt about. You didn’t realize that right when you met him in your first year of college, to you he was just a friend until he wasn’t anymore. You started noticing every little thing about him, how his eyes turn into crescents when he smiles, the face he makes when he eats something good, what are his favorite drinks and snacks. Suddenly everything about Hyunjin sounded so interesting that you didn’t even realize you were in love. You didn’t realize how happy you got every time he sent you a message, how touched you felt when he went to pick you up at work because it was raining and you forgot your umbrella, how calm you felt when you were with him, watching a movie and chilling.

The moment you realized you were in love, you knew you couldn’t be best friends anymore but you liked to pretend. Hyunjin never even looked at you twice so your mind never went to dark places, wondering what it would be like to tell him how you feel but even though that was the case, he didn't make it easy for you to stop liking him.

He would bring you snacks and medicine when you were on your period, when you felt down about anything he would be there to cheer you up and you could tell him just about anything, you knew he wouldn’t judge you — well, almost anything. Could he ever understand you about this, though? How could you fall in love with your best friend?

When he got his first girlfriend it was a shock to you, the pain in your chest felt like it would burn you whole, but you kept fighting with your heart, telling yourself that it wouldn’t do you any good for him to know about your feelings. His relationship didn’t last long but it also wasn’t the last you heard about a relationship of his and you thought you were okay with it. That is, until he met his last girlfriend. Hyunjin was head over heels for her and that killed you time and time again. Your heart broke more and more every time he talked about her, every time you slept over and heard him calling her late at night, telling her how much he loved her. A month went by, then three months, then a year.

Of course you didn’t want them to break up because you knew he would suffer and that was the last thing you wanted, even if in that case you would be the one hurting. You tried to date other people, but you always felt it was wrong because deep inside you didn’t want to get over him, not when you were still hopeful that one day he would look at you.

It was late at night when Hyunjin called you, it was clear in his voice that something was not right.

“Can you come over?” He asks, voice hoarse and tired.

“Give me ten minutes”, you tell him, jumping out of bed. You were already in your pjs, ready to sleep and no one other than Hyunjin could make you go out this time of the night.

You don't even change your shirt, putting on sweatpants and brushing your hair quickly before grabbing your keys and your coat, walking to the door. The chill air of the night blows your hair, messing everything up and making your face grow cold. Winter has been killing you for a while now, you have been avoiding coming to the cold outside since you started to work from home.

You get into your car, turning on the heater, putting on some light music so you can stay calm and not freak out about what happened to your best friend.

You don’t even knock when you get to his apartment, pressing the password to the door lock and entering the house. A strong smell of liquor comes straight to your nose, stopping you in your tracks. There are so many soju bottles on the floor that you can’t even count and you hear the sound of the shower, so you can only conclude that Hyunjin is taking a bath.

Sighing and taking your coat, you throw it on the table, going to the kitchen to find a plastic bag and starting to collect the trash around the living room. What the hell happened? Hyunjin is usually pretty neat, it’s rare to see his house this messy.

You hear the sound coming from the bathroom disappear while you wash the dishes, drying your hands on a towel and leaning against the kitchen counter, waiting for Hyunjin to show up.

He looks awful, clean but horrible. He has eye bags under his eyes and seems tired like he hasn't slept in days.

“What happened?” You ask him, walking to him to take a closer look.

Hyunjin pouts, looking at you. You swear he’s almost crying.

“Jisoo broke up with me”, he says, running his hand through his hair.

“She did what?” You scowl, eyes widening and he sighs. “What happened? This came out of nowhere”

“I don’t know, she’s been acting weird lately and she didn’t want me to pick her up at work anymore so I asked about it and she felt offended that I was being suspicious of her, but I was not”, he whines, “I was just asking if there was something wrong”

“When did it happen? Are you drunk right now?” You recall the amount of empty bottles of alcohol you found when you arrived.

“She ended it yesterday, I thought she was gonna come around”, he cries out, “but she even blocked me on social media”

Hyunjin turns around, walking to the sofa and sitting, supporting his elbows on his thighs while he covers his face.

“I'm not drunk, I ran out of booze a few hours ago and just couldn't get myself to go buy more”, he sighs, “I have no energy”

You feel that pain in your chest, you never wanted to see him suffering like this.

“Look, you have today to cry and tomorrow you're gonna forget about her, okay?”, you groan, the last thing you want is to comfort the guy you like because someone else broke his heart. “You have me, you’re gonna be fine” You walk to him, sitting by his side and patting his back. Hyunjin sighs, nodding begrudgingly.

“Thank you for coming”, he says, leaning down and putting his head on your shoulder. “I know it's late”

“Don’t worry about it”, you assure him, “I'm always here for you”

Hyunjin nods, looking up at you before you glance down at him, his dark eyes watching you like he can see right through you, all your emotions. Suddenly the atmosphere becomes strange, you both fall into silence and you feel something deep inside you, something you don't think you have ever felt before as he glances to your mouth and then your lips are on his.

For a few seconds you can't fully understand what's happening, are you two really kissing? And is he reciprocating? Hyunjin’s lips are just like you thought it would be, soft and sweet. Are you a horrible person for doing this when he just broke up with his girlfriend? His hands move to cup your face, deepening the kiss but yours go straight to his chest, pushing him away.

“We shouldn't do this”, you shake your head, trying to get back to your senses. “This isn't right”

Hyunjin scowls.

“It's fine, I want it”, he tries kissing you again but you stop him again.

“You were drinking earlier, you are not thinking straight”, you try keeping your cool.

“I'm sober now”, he insists, “please, y/n”, he pleads, making your heart melt.

It's not like you don't want to have him, you really do.

“You won't regret it later?” You ask, biting on your bottom lip and when he shakes his head, you turn off the side of your brain that makes good decisions, kissing him again.

You grab his face, deepening the kiss, delighting yourself on his plump lips. His long hair falls around your fingers, tickling your skin and the brush of his tongue on yours makes you sigh. Hyunjin bites on your bottom lip, pulling it lightly while his hands slide down to your hips, pressing his fingers with such force you think it might cause a bruise.

He kisses you again, hungrily, leaning over and making you fall back on the sofa as he hovers over your body. You feel tiny beneath him, like he holds all the power in the world and you’re just there ready to make all his wishes come true.

As he trails kisses down your neck, you sigh and slide your hands to the hem of his shirt, pulling it off of him and throwing it somewhere in the room. You kiss him again, eagerly, not capable of staying away for too long as his hands slide down your shirt grabbing at your breasts, making you let out a moan. Your hands go down his abs, sliding inside his pants, pressing your fingers around his hard cock. You start massaging it up and down and Hyunjin bites on your bottom lip, pulling it slightly just enough for you to feel a slight pain.

He slips his hand down your bra, kneading at your breasts and pinching on your nipples.

“Fuck”, you murmur, not able to hold up anymore as you pull your on shirt off to give him the view of your chest that's bare in a few seconds since you work fast to undo your bra.

He watches you for a moment, mesmerized by your beauty. You feel your cheeks grow hot, trying to cover yourself but he blocks your movements, holding your arms above your head. Hyunjin kisses your neck, leaving a trail of bites that are going to cause you to use turtlenecks for a while but you are not complaining, he trails down your collarbone till your breasts so he can suck on your nipples, rubbing his hard cock against your tight while he enjoys his time at your chest.

You can't hold yourself back anymore, so you put your hands on his chest, pushing him away enough for him to sit down. You throw one leg over him, sitting on his lap, brushing your core against his hard cock, moaning to the delicious pressure. You kiss him again, rubbing yourself against him a few times, his hands go straight to your hip forcing you down.

You pull away when you can't breathe anymore, trailing kisses down his jaw and neck, giving him a bite right on top of his collarbone, not stopping until he hisses.

“You're going to leave a mark”, he groans, opening his eyes that were shut in pleasure, just to look at you, seeing the smirk you have on your lips.

“That's the point”, you say, finally detaching your lips from his skin, enjoying the view of it turning purple.

You get down from his lap, getting on your knees in between his legs, pulling his pants and underwear down to find his painfully hard cock, glistening with precum. You grab the base of his cock, pumping it a few times before you get close enough to lick the head, circling it with your tongue, listening to him moan while he grabs the sofa, knuckles turning with the strength he's using.

You hold one of his hands with yours bringing it to your head and letting it rest on your hair, as you look at him sharply, sucking up and down on his cock even more eagerly.

“Fuck”, he grabs a handful of your hair, pressing your head further down his cock, the head reaching the back of your throat, making tears escape your eyes. “You look so pretty gagging around me”, he murmurs, throwing his head back, groaning to the intense feeling of the orgasm approaching.

You feel his grip tighten on your hair and he cums a few seconds later, letting go of your hair and breathing heavily, trying to recompose himself. You stare at him from the floor, not sure if he's going to want to keep going, but he soon looks back at you stretching himself to the side of the sofa till he reaches the drawer in the rack, pulling a condom out of there.

“Do you want to-”, he begins to say.

“Yes”, you nod frantically not even letting him finish.

“Good”, he smiles, tearing the package and putting on the condom, his cock hardening again. “It's pretty difficult not to get hard again seeing you fucked out like that for me”, he teases. Your hair is disheveled, your lips are swollen and there are tears marks down your cheeks.

You smile sheepishly watching as Hyunjin offers you his hand, pulling you down to sit back on his lap. You grab his cock, teasing your entrance lightly, closing your eyes to the feeling. When you sink down you swear you can see stars, his cock is just perfect, the stretch feels so good you can't even begin to describe it. He's reaching places you didn't even know you wanted to be reached, the way he grabs your hips, pushing you down on him while he makes you grind makes the sensation a thousand times better. You can already barely breath when he kisses you again, bringing a hand to your hair and pulling it while he bites on your lips, you can feel him thrusting into you, faltering movements showing that he's almost reaching his second orgasm. He trails kisses down your neck, kissing the hill between your breasts and licking on your right nipple while he curses under his breath.

“I'm gonna cum”, he announces, detaching his mouth from your chest, glancing at you just to see you nod, murmuring ‘me too, I'm almost there’ over and over until a loud moan escapes your lips. Your legs tremble and you hug Hyunjin looking for some kind of support, he wraps his arms around you, fucking into you while he cums too.

You don't have any strength left to get up when you come down from your high, resting your head on his shoulder. Hyunjin gently picks you up, holding your legs around his hips while he carries you to his room, laying you down on his bed. He murmurs something but you're too groggy to understand him, falling into a deep slumber as soon as you feel his lips meeting your forehead.

It's already afternoon when you wake up, there's no one by your side though and you feel the pain of regret beginning to find its way to your chest. You could ignore it, you really could, if it wasn't for Hyunjin’s voice coming from outside the room. You dress up fast, walking to the door to hear what he's talking about and then you realize he's not alone.

“Do you have any idea of how much you hurt me?” You hear his voice.

“I'm sorry”, you hear Jisoo’s voice, “I know I went overboard this time but I wasn't thinking clearly”

You feel your stomach sinking in, your heart starts beating on your ears but you make a huge effort to keep listening to them.

“What do you want me to do about it now?” He asks, sighing.

“Let's get back together”, she suggests, “we can pretend we never even broke up in the first place”

You want to believe with all you have in you that he's gonna deny her, that he's going to think about you and tell her he's not interested anymore.

“Fine”, he says, “but I'll need some time to think”

You wish you could say you're surprised with his answer but you're not, it's not even sad, it's just pathetic. You really thought that he would really look at you this time, didn't you? That he would fall in love with you after one night together? That's embarrassing to say the least.

You scoff to yourself, walking around the room and collecting your things, you want to get the hell out of there and disappear from this world.

You hear the front door being closed and you know Hyunjin is gonna show up at any time now.

You're already ready to go when he opens the door, stopping on his tracks to look at you.

“I didn't know you were awake”, he says, sheepishly.

“I am”, you say walking past him in the direction of the front door.

“Y/N, about yesterday-”, he starts saying but is interrupted by you spinning around to look at him, trying to contain the tears that are threatening to escape your eyes.

“You're a fucking asshole”, you tell him, making him scowl.

“I- look, you don't understand”, he tries but you laugh, scoffing at him.

“What don't I understand? That you fucked me one night and went back to your girlfriend the next morning?”

“I wasn't on my right mind yesterday”

“Fuck you”, you feel your face hot with anger, “you said you wouldn't regret it”, you cry out as you run your hands through your hair, “I guess that's on me for really believing you”

“Let's not let this ruin our friendship okay? We can take some time apart to clear our heads but we are still best friends, y/n”

“We can't be friends”, you inform him, “I have known that for a long time now but I liked to pretend”, you sigh, waiting for him to say something, anything that could make you stay, but Hyunjin just stares at you in shock and watches as you leave him.

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malarign · 11 months

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sunghoon as your boyfriend!

(soft moments with him)

contains: bf!Sunghoon x gn!reader | genre: fluff | tw! mentions of food and alcohol consumption, kissing | wc: 1,3k

reblogs, likes and comments are highly appreaciated!!!

other members’ versions: LHS - PJS - SJY - KSW - YJW - NRK

➶ pulling you into his coat during cold days *ೃ༄

Autumn has always been Sunghoon’s favorite season. The leaves turn into beautiful and expressive colors, the weather started to be more chilly and consequently, it was finally time for all types of jackets and coats. What he didn’t like about autumn though, was how reckless you were with your wardrobe choices. Seeing how you didn’t wear anything on your head or around your neck made him freeze and instantly scold you for not dressing appropriately. But being the careful boyfriend he is, he would always engulf you in his embrace covering you with his coat, breath hitting your face and sending warmth throughout your whole body.

Seeing your shivering form from a distance Sunghoon started to think about how he should scold you this time. It was the third time this week he saw you dressed like it was mid-September while it was near the end of November.

“How many times do I have to tell you to dress more warmly?” he asked, his serious face being the first thing you noticed.

“Well hello to you too,” you tilted your head and waited for your kiss.

He slowly made his way towards you and kissed you dearly, feeling how cold your lips were in comparison to his warm ones. He lost it the moment you raised your palm to cup his cheek, as your ice-cold skin touched his. Hissing at the unpleasant feeling he pulled away only to pull you into his body. He covered your form in between his heat and his coat, shaking his head in disappointment.

“Y/n, please, I don’t want you to be sick, you have to dress more appropriately,” he scolded you, yet his tone was gentle and loving.

You looked up at him, making your eyes meet, and just smiled sheepishly.

➶ staring at you while laughing with his friends *ೃ༄

Sunghoon is known to be very playful around his friends. That’s when he truly feels like himself and is comfortable laughing his head off. Every time you hung out in bigger groups along with his college or childhood friends you noticed that his head always turned your way while laughing. His smile was big, eyes like moon crescents facing you, no matter if you were on the other side of the room. He never failed to find you in a gathering, his laughter contagious to the point you also were in convulsions.

Since the exam period was finally over, some of your friends came up with a brilliant idea of going out to celebrate passing all the tests. It was a while since you hung out in such a big gathering, yet none of you felt uncomfortable.

The table was filled not only with deliciously made food but also lots of jokes and laughter. Since the restaurant was almost empty, none of you worried about being too loud. After what seemed like an hour or so, you noticed that whenever all of you were laughing, Sunghoon kept on turning your way, making your stomach fill with butterflies. Soon after some alcohol beverages arrived at your table, not only his head turned around to face you, but you felt how he leaned it on your shoulder, feeling how his body shook with every laughter.

➶ hugging you from behind *ೃ༄

Nothing is better for Sunghoon than lovely skin-to-skin contact with his lover, but his absolute favorite must be back hugs. The way he can just wrap his arms around your waist, place his head on top of your head smelling your shampoo, or on your shoulder to kiss your sweet spot. Feeling your body against his is lowkey giving him butterflies. Loves to swing your bodies around at a steady pace, adding a little bit of fun to them.

You were folding clothes and putting them neatly into your part of the wardrobe when you felt two arms wrap around your waist. Not having even a second to think about it you felt somebody’s lips on your neck, which left a few ticklish kisses on your skin. You relaxed in your boyfriend's arms melting in his loving and safe embrace. He motioned you to face him and you did. You looked at him and couldn’t hide your smile, seeing his content expression.

“Hi,” he suddenly spoke, arms tightening around you, pulling you closer and closer.

“Hi.” You let out an airy giggle at his cute behavior.

“I love you,” he suddenly confessed and pecked your forehead, leaving you dumbfounded.

➶ holding your hands under the table *ೃ༄

Your hands were absolutely Sunghoon’s favorite physical characteristic. The way they felt in his hands, the way they always touched him with undeniable love made his heart burn. Without noticing he grew quite an unhealthy habit of holding them whenever he had a chance to do so. His addiction has gotten to the point when even while important meetings at work, he would do anything to sit next to you and silently hold it underneath the conference table.

Your college asked you to join an important sudden meeting so you immediately rushed to the conference room. Once you arrived you saw your whole team, including Sunghoon who saved you a seat next to him. You smiled and greeted everybody and sat in your place. Not long after the meeting started, your boss talked about sudden changes in the project you’ve been working on. while you were attentively listening and nodding at his words, you felt how Sunghoon took your hand in his and just held it, occasionally rubbing it with the pad of his thumb. You tried not to look in that direction, trying to not let anybody know, but the smile it brought to your face was much harder to cover.

➶ drawing hearts on the palm of your hand *ೃ༄

His hand addiction of course doesn’t stop at just holding them. Expect your hands to be constantly played with. Him making your fingers bend, rubbing them softly with his but mostly having drawn on them different patterns with the tips of his fingers. Sometimes he just zones out while doing so, making both of you feel like dozing off.

Both of you lay lazily on the couch on a Friday evening, not even planning of turning on any movie. You were just chilling, bodies leaning on each other. Suddenly Sunghoon laid his head on your lap and took your hand into his. You felt ho his fingers touched your inner palm, fingers and the back of it, sending you a feather-like, ticklish sensation. You focused on his doings and noticed how his movements weren’t random. His nails drew gentle symbols of hearts, small flowers, and smiley faces. You enjoyed his touch to the point that you almost dozed off when you noticed he stopped. You almost whined out loud at the loss of contact but then realized he was the first one to fall asleep, your palm still entangled in between his fingers.

➶ insisting to carry your stuff *ೃ༄

Sunghoon takes so much pride in his strength, after all, he doesn’t spend so much time at the gym to only look good for himself but also to put his work to good use. You just came back home from small grocery shopping? He’s already at the doorway to take the bags from you and scold you for not calling him to help you. Both of you decided to go on a romantic getaway? Don’t even think of carrying anything heavy and honestly anything. He doesn’t want you to feel tired after lifting heavy stuff so why just not do that for you?

“Hoonie! I’m home!” you exclaimed breathless from carrying heavy bags.

Soon you heard his footsteps and as soon as he saw you he raised his hands dramatically.

“Y/n, why didn’t you tell me you were doing groceries? I would have helped you carry all of this!” he spoke, voice not even trying to hide his disappointment. He took the bags from you and send a glare that only made you laugh.

“You look so cute when you’re mad,” you spoke knowing you just added gasoline to the fire.

He slowly turned around and raised his eyebrows. “You think I look cute like this?” he asked in a playfully mocking tone.

Feeling bold at the moment you scanned his body was hugged by a sleeveless top, enhancing his biceps.

“You’re right, you always look cute, not just now,” you teased him and placed a kiss on his cheek.

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pjs-daycare-new-era · 11 months

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Crescent comes from what ship? I know PJ comes from Error and Ink but idk about Crescent

Crescent is a Nightmare x Killer ship kid

#undertale #undertale au #pjs daycare #pjs daycare rewrite #mod jay🖤

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julia-jck · 2 months

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Quick question, do you draw shipchildren ships as well? Like Crescent x Gradient or Palette x Goth?

Hmmmmmmm.... Yeah, sure. But they are less likely to be drawn as I already have little knowlage about the "originals", so I have even less knowlage about their kids.

So some of the more known ones should be fine. But two rules I'll have will be: no insest and no ship child x adult (example Fresh x PJ as Fresh is an adult AND PJ's uncle)

#ask

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anotherrosesthatfell · 5 months

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we need a list with all of Alphonse’s crimes😃

Oh boy, this will take a long time to write, let me put a timer-

This crimes included what he also did in the past

Beating up a royal

Killed the saint of empire

Killed the empress

Killed the royal prince

Genocide

Treason

Treason x²

Treason x³

Kidnapped

Toture

Manipulation

Physically manipulation

Emotional manipulation

Killed the king of Darkness Kingdom

Killed the queen of Magic Kingdom

End bloodlines

Is the cause why dragons died

Is the cause why elves died

Is the cause why nymphs died

Is the cause why Hybrid extinct

Kidnapped x²

Genocide x²

Emotionally abuse Killer

Made Killer went insane

Manipulated Killer to kill her family

Force Killer to marry him

Force Killer to have his children

Force Killer to raise his children

Took the children away from Killer

Abuse Killer emotionally

Abuse Killer physically

Abuse his children

Killed his own son (angst)

Accused Crescent for killing Angst

Almost starved Merciless to death

Gave Merciless eating disorder

Gave Merciless Stockholm syndrome

Gave Merciless character complex

Abuse Merciless

Locked Merciless in a basement

Neglected Merciless

Broke Merciless hands

Broke Merciless legs

Abuse Merciless x²

Attempted to murder Merciless

Attempted to murder Merciless by poison

Attempted to murder Merciless by accident

Attempted to murder Merciless by choking him to death

Child Abuse

Child neglect

Emotionally manipulated his workers

Transphobic

Hate cats

Sexist

Made Cross to date Dream because he want to see Dream suffers

Kidnapped x³

Is the reason why Killer miscarriage

Is the cause why PJ and Gradient died

Is the cause why Ink and Error divorced

Is the cause why Blue is crippled

Stole Blue abilities

Is one of the reasons why Dream lose half of his power

Is the cause why Ink became alcoholic

Is the cause star sanses to disbanded

Is the cause of depression

Neglected his kingdom affairs

Own mafia port

Is the cause why weather is only winter

Cannibalism

Killed Palette

Killed Palette x²

Killed Palette x³

Killed Palette x4

Killed Palette x5

Killed Palette x6

Killed Palette x7

Killed Palette x8

Killed Palette x9

Killed Palette x10

Killed Drop

Killed Drop x²

Killed Drop x³

Actually killed Merciless in one timeline

Illegal drugs trade

Is the cause criminals to roams around

Illegal auctions slaves

Illegal selling slaves

Did not bath for hundreds years until he met Killer.

Still not retired

Still emotionally abuse Merciless

Is the cause of Hope PTSD

Is one of the cause of Hope traumas

More illegal drugs trade

More murder and crimes

Abuse power of high authority

Is the cause why church is corrupted

Is the cause why children is dying

Is one of the cause why Palette had to live for 221 timelines

Help Lux in her evil deeds

His existence also a crime

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adminbryantsaki · 10 months

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Alone at night

Yandere! Shouta Aizawa x Reader.

(I do not own Shouta Aizawa/ Eraserhead. He belongs to Horikoshi Kohei. If this isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee, Move on. Reader discretion is advised. If you see someone with Yandere tendencies in real life, call the police immediately as it’s a giant red flag and can be dangerous)

TW: Yandere situation, stalking, Walking alone at night, mention of injury/murd3r

WC: 1,400

You wrapped up your task on your laptop before shutting it down and sliding the device into your backpack. You slung the pack over your shoulder and headed to clock out for the day and head home. you bumped into your co-worker before making it to the door and you apologized for being so clumsy and headed out the door, as you were walking through the streets to get to the bus stop that would take you home, you had the uncomfortable feeling that someone was following you so you turned to see if there was anyone suspicious following you to the bus terminal.

You noticed a strange-looking man wearing a dark hoodie and pants, with his hands in the pocket of his hoodie, but he was following you, keeping his distance from you, but keeping track of you. You took a seat at the bus terminal, waiting for your bus to arrive, hoping that you would lose the strange man following you, thinking that he would get on a different bus.

Oh, you were you wrong when the bus arrived that would take you home, the strange man boarded only a few people after you did and sat down a few seats behind you. You were tense and tried to distract yourself by looking out the window to watch the buildings and other cars pass by. You noticed the buss approaching your neighborhood and you pulled a string to notify the driver that you wanted to stop, you chose to get off a stop that was only a little longer of a walk to your house but you wanted to try and evade your stalker. You got off and noticed the man get off as well and begin to follow you. You took detours to try and lose the man but you couldn’t shake him. You thought of going into a nearby bar and asking for help but you were tired and decided to go home and call the police incase anything worse happened.

Upon entering your home, you immediately locked the door and went to your room to change out of your work clothes as you thought back to your observations to the man who was following you. There seemed to be something familiar about him, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. Sending those thoughts out of your mind, you changed into your pjs, not aware of the window that had been opened in your absence. You settled on your couch with a bottle of your favorite fizzy drink and turned on the Tv to a movie that you decided to unwind to.

Some time passed and you heard something knock over in another room, making you stand up and arm yourself with the nearest blunt object and your phone which you quickly dialed the authorities. You walked slowly and quietly to the part of your house where you heard the noise come from and you peeked into the room. The strange man who had been stalking you earlier was in the room, searching for you. You had stayed quiet until someone on the phone responded asking if you were there. This alerted the man and he went to the door and found you, frozen in fear, holding your phone. He smiled and pulled you close.

“There you are. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever, Y/n.” He spoke and pulled you into the living room and had you sit back down in your couch. “Who are you? Why are you here? What do you want with me?” You asked as you watched him walk in front of you, pull a chair over, and sit in front of you. He looked up at you and you finally got a good look at his face. He was pale, having dark stubble lining his jawline, dark eyes that looked exhausted and rimmed by dark circles that told you that he lacked sleep. He also had shoulder-length wavy black hair that framed his face and two scars, one that was in a crescent shape under his right eye and a vertical scar that intersected with the horizontal scar. “Do you not recognize me, Y/n? We went to high school together and we were in the same class.” He spoke, leaning forward slightly in desperation to get you to try and remember him. You thought for a moment, thinking back to your years in high school and trying to remember someone that looked like him. Coming up with nothing, you shook your head no in response to the man in front of you. “You must remember me. Do you not remember the letters and flowers left in your locker? Or finding an item that you had misplaced one day and magically turned up the next? That was me. I left those things for you there. I made sure you were paid attention to and cared for. I even followed you when you graduated and followed you into your field of work so I could still be around you. Do you not understand this, Y/n?” He asked.

You remembered the love letters and flowers found in your locker or at your desk… sometimes even in the locker room after gym class. You remembered getting your job and a week or two later, seeing that this man in front of you arrived at your same job, that’s when more of the notes and small presents containing your favorite treat or snack appearing at your desk. Your eyes widened and you backed away from him, scared of what he might do next. “I-I do remember you now. You stalked me on the way home from school, you left things in my locker in the bathroom after gym, you left me small presents on my desk containing creepy notes in them. Also following me to work? That’s even more creepy. You should have pursued what you wanted instead of stalking me wherever I go.” You told him and stood up from your seat but he grabbed your wrist. “Sit back down,” He growled. “You’re not going anywhere until I say it’s alright for you to leave.” He added and you sat back down and he let go of your wrist. He had gripped it hard and it hurt a little. His whole demeanor had changed. “You owe me for all the years you didn’t recognize me. You owe me a relationship that we never had… Do you remember what happened to your boyfriends about a week after you started dating them?” He asked. “They got beaten up badly with broken bones. They ended up in the hospital and were never the same again… Oh my god, was that you that beat them up?” You asked as you put a hand to your mouth.

“Yes, it was. I need to get them out of the way so I could have a clear path to you. But you still never bat an eye at me, you just picked the next person that caught your interest to date. Because you picked them is why they became my targets. They could have been spared if you only picked me, Y/n.” He said in a menacing tone. You looked at him in fear and his expression softened. “What’s wrong? Did I scare you? I didn’t mean to scare you. But I am right. You could have saved them… but you didn’t, so now you’re stuck with me. Tomorrow, we will head into work and you will say nothing referring to what has happened tonight. I’ll slowly move in with you and we will live happily. I’ll keep you safe from those who wish to harm you and I’ll help care for you with whatever you need. Understand?” He spoke. You slowly nodded and he smiled, taking your hands in his and he kissed your forehead.

“I-I never got your name, what is it?” You stuttered. “My name is Shouta. Shouta Aizawa.” He spoke.

The end?

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guardian-of-fun-times · 11 months

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❄️Rise of the Guardians: Closer to You [Jack Frost X Reader]❄️

The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground illuminating the snow below. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky as you gazed out the grand window for a short while.

You heard a slight tapping against the hard wood floor of his bare feet. You found Jack wandering down the hall and met up with him. "I'm starting to feel sleepy." You told the winter spirit. "My schedule has been off since I abruptly stop my medication. My doctor cancelled our phone appointment since he had an emergency leave, so I'm stuck without them for a while." You stifled a yawn, turned to Jack, smiled, and took his hand. "But I could sure use a cuddle buddy tonight."

The pale crescent moon began to shine like a silvery claw in the falling night sky. The occasional clanking of toys being made in the nearby workshop broke the silence.

"I'll be your cuddle buddy. You can even fall asleep while we cuddle. I'll be here with you, don't worry about it." He let go of your hand and put his arms around you. "Do you want me to sing you a lullaby? I can if you'd like?"

"Okay." You smile sheepishly. "We can stay in my room. I have a Borealis light. I hope you don't mind. Oh, I didn't know you can sing. That'd be nice actually."

Oh, of course I wouldn't mind staying in your room! It would be a pleasure. I'll make you feel comfortable as I can. And my singing isn't really good, but I hope you'll like it anyway." He smiles back at you. "And is the Borealis light those kinds of star lights that shine on the ceiling? Because I love those!"

"Yes, it is! You said excitedly. "It glows different colors too. Would you like to crawl into the covers with me? I'm weird about blankets. I need them even when it's hot. It's a comfort thing."

"I don't mind at all. I like to feel comfortable, so I understand. So I'll go with you." He holds you gently and leads you to your room. "What color do you want for the star light tonight, my dear?"

"Ummm." You hesitated. Blue! It's my favorite color. "Oh, I've got to change into my PJs. I don't have any that'll fit you. I'm sorry." You reached your door and opened it for him. "Well, here's my room."

As he follows you to your room and see the room for the first time, I can't help but smile and admire all the beauty and the coziness. "It's a wonderful room. North did an amazing job!" He playfully nips at your nose. "Don't worry about the PJs, I'll be fine."

He moves in closer and corners you. You're now trapped between him and the wall. "I've never had a guy in my room before so this is my first time." You stuttered, your face growing immensely hot.

He laughs. "You're very cute when you blush, you know? It's okay. I don't mind being the first. Actually, it's a huge honor for me." He looks deep into your eyes, a huge grin playing across his face. "You're not going to be needing these." He chuckled, tugging on your shirt.

Jack was drop dead gorgeous and that was the truth. He was a total sweetheart that much you could tell, soft spoken, helpful, smart, handsy, every quality that made his personality attractive. Though, you weren’t sure if that’s what this could turn into.

You escaped his grasp and quickly dive into the blankets, hiding inside. "Come find me!"

"Sounds fun! Wait for me!" He immediately removes his hoodie and belt, leaving his pants unzipped.

He starts trying to search with his hands. When he finds you, he smiles and gives you a small peck on the lips. "Found you!"

You giggled and placed your hands around his neck.

"You're adorable when you hide like this. You look so cute. You make me so happy. Truly and completely. You're just perfect. I love you."

Before you can say anything, he’s kissing you softly, hoping to convey his feelings more through touch. You hum softly, relaxing against him as he rolls over, resting on top of you. You trail your hands from his hips to his chest, raking your nails gently down his skin. You suck in a sharp breath as he kisses down your neck, his hands sliding up the shirt, sending goosebumps along your skin. As he pushes up the shirt, exposing your skin, wanting to see you with fresh eyes. He pulls the shirt over your head, sitting up and taking the time to really look at you. As he stares at you, you almost feel self-conscious, making you want to cover yourself, but he’s lowering himself back down, placing kisses on your skin. You relax the further he goes, his hands reaching underneath you to unclasp your bra.

He slowly moves it out from underneath you, setting it somewhere to the side, his hands caressing each breast in hand. The sensation of pleasure rolls through you, and your back arches as you close your eyes. You didn’t know what to do with your hands, but the moment his tongue laps at one of your nipples, your fingers are tangling in his hair, a breathy moan escaping your lips. His other hand teases your other nipple gently, rolling it in between his fingers, loving the way you squirmed. His ocean eyes are on your face, taking in your features. Before long, he's switching to the other nipple, palming your other breast. He groans against your skin, trailing kisses down the valley of your breasts. The lower he gets, the faster your heart beats. He nudges your thighs apart, his fingers curling around the waistband of your underwear. His cease in movement causes you to open your eyes. He’s waiting for you to give the okay. With a small nod, he’s swiftly removing your underwear in a matter of seconds.

Nudging your legs further apart, you hold your breath as he kisses your inner thighs, squeezing lightly. His eyes almost roll into the back of his head as he tastes you for the first time. A squeak leaves your mouth as his tongue dips between your folds. Your fingers curl into the sheets, eyes closing as you rock into his face. “Oh…” You moan, sucking in a sharp breath. Jack takes both of your legs, lifting them over his shoulders, angling your lower body upward. His tongue laps against your clit, and he slides a finger into your depths, your answering whimper leading him to continue. He keeps his free hand against your hips, keeping you still as you started to squirm. “Oh fuck…” You rasp, your hands now moving towards his head, either in an effort to keep him there or push him away, you weren’t sure. His humming against your skin makes you shudder, and he slips another finger inside, gently pumping them forward. Your legs are shaking now, toes curling, and your fingers tighten in his hair.

He then starts this sucking motion with his mouth, and you can’t help the quiet wail that leaves your lips. Some part of you prays to God no one could hear you. Your sexual experience wasn’t anything to brag about. With Jack still holding your hip, the friction you wanted so badly was being withheld, and it was frustratingly pleasurable. Your head swims as you lock your legs behind his head. His fingers dig into your flesh in response. “Please…” You breathe out, not sure what you were asking for, but you were asking for something nonetheless. You could feel the pressure building in your body, and your soft moans and curses were uncontainable the closer he brought you to ecstasy. Most men at this point would change the rhythm to a faster pace, but Jack? He continued with this languid motion of flicking his tongue and pumping his fingers like time didn’t exist. Your thighs were practically vibrating over his shoulders, you’re breaths wispy and ragged.

He loved it.

“Jack…” You pant, your eyes screwing shut, white flashes dancing across your dark vision. You were this close. The more he licks and sucks on your flesh, the more of you he tastes, the closer you were to losing your mind. He then replaces his tongue with his thumb, rubbing your clit in small circles, his tongue plundering back into your slick, wet, folds, intent to get all he could. That was your undoing. He finally lets up on your hip, and you rock into his face as your orgasm takes over every part of your body. With your legs clenched around his neck, it kept him there, licking everything you had to offer and more. He didn’t care that you practically soaked his face and the sheets, he was on a high just knowing he got you there. He takes one final lick from the very crevice of your pussy to the top, before easing up, gently unclasping your shaking legs. He kisses each thigh in passing as he lowers your legs down. Your fingers had finally released his hair and if he were human, you’d probably have ripped a few chunks out. You still shudder as he kisses back up your now tired body, before taking your lips, and you moan softly, though you had no energy to do anything more. You can taste yourself, and it was mix between a salty and somewhat of a tart taste if you could describe it. It wasn’t a gross thing you’d think it would be.

He releases your lips to breathe, and your eyes are barely open at this point, but you’re able to see the satisfied look on his face before you close your eyes completely. His frigid body leaves the bed, leaving you even more cold for a moment and you hear water running before he’s back in a minute if not less, wiping between your legs gently. Not wanting to disturb you further, Jack sets the warm towelette on the back of his chair, pulling the covers from under you on top, nestling beside you as you curl into his side once he settles. He kisses your forehead as you drift off into sleep, his arm settling around you.

It was nearly midnight, and the night sky was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon; the night sky so clear you could almost see every crater. The moon, a glowing yellowy white, loomed large, surrounded by an ethereal glow.

"I'm ready for bed." You snuggled him close.

"Good night, love. Sleep tight. I'll be right here if you need me. I'll be your protector. I'll be your shoulder to cry on. No matter the problem, I'll be right here for you. You're my rock. My world. My everything. I'll always love you. So, sleep tight and dream of me."

"How can I not dream of you? You're already in my every thought." You laughed. "Goodnight Jack."

"Sweet dreams. I'll always dream of you, too. I'll always love you, forever."

#rise of the guardians #rotg #jack frost #rotg matters #guardian #rotg fandom #rotg jack frost #guardian of fun #midnight drabble #oneshot #rotg fanfiction #smut fanfiction

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miasudare · 9 months

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What's going on here?

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A little bout me:

+ I'm bi

I'm a multishiper -_(○v○)_- and by multishiper I mean I ship anyone who just breathes :'v (no incest :>)

I'm in a LOT of fandoms. So I'm full of theories and stuff.

I'm talkative honestly >o<

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⚠️Please do not:

Ask about personal info Make fun of my ships

Say 18+ stuff Be a creep

Any gender/race is welcomed

Btw I like listening these so you might like it too (might be cringe UnU):

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I'm currently working as the artist of @rebooted-naj-au with @dreamys-mess

You should check it out :>

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The Fandoms I'm in:

FNAF UT Sonic CotL DDLC 30's Cartoonverse Creepypasta HB Cuphead South Park Henry Stickmin Poppy Playtime

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I have some Ocs:

♀️🌸Petal (Pop) = Mother of rNaJ Pj, Gradient and Cil

♀️🪻Withra = Petal's big sister

♂️🐺Kurt = Just a normal character

♂️🤑Kino = A rich child who has mommy issues

♀️🌻Isık = A voice actor and Poppy's best friend

♀️🫑Spice = Withra's wife

♀️🩷Liz = ADHD pro max

♂️🫠Oli(ver) = Hey, hey emo boy

♂️👁️ Witness = "I hAVe SeEn EveRyTHing"

?♂️👾201 = Request created

♀️🕷️20 = Bites

♂️🕷️0 = Will ask to bite

♀️🎃Pukia = Princess of the Halloween

♀️🎀Azeline = Princess (once again) but can run in heels

♂️🧙Lass the witch = B/Witch boy

♀️🍭Babydoll

♀️🐝Beeuty (Smiling Critters)

♂️🦊Foxynote (Smiling Critters)

Ship Childs <3

♀️🪼Moon Jelly (MJ)= Crescent x PJ child

♂️🌙Lunar = Crescent x PJ child

♂️💤Sona = Crescent x PJ child

??🪽Sin = Palette x Goth child

♀️👻Angey = Palette x Goth child

♂️🌌Axyl = Killer x Outer child

♂️🔪Karambit = Killer x Outer child

♀️☁️Cirrus = Killer x Outer child

??👾 Sharpie = rNaJ Killer x rNaJ PJ child

♀️💅Dot = Gradient x Crescent child

♂️😵‍💫Excel = Gradient x Crescent child

??😈Fever = Nightmare x Error child

♂️😱Insomnia = Nightmare x Error child

♀️💌Hooks = Lust x Horror child

♀️⚘️Scar(lett) = Lust x Horror child

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escapism-through-fiction · 4 months

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||Introduction||

Hey there! I'm escapism but you can call me Starz. I'm starting this blog to write requests for oneshots for my favorite pieces of media. I'm doing this to improve my writing abilities. Requests are currently open! ||Characters I will write for||

Gradient

Crescent

Error

Cross

Ink

Blue

Dream

Red

Classic

Nightmare

Horror

Killer

Dust

||Things I will not do||

Character x Character, Minor x Adult, Non-con, Detailed suicide attempt (Can be implied but I don't want to trigger anyone, including myself)

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swin-dler · 2 years

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I'm back in my UTAU brainrot again, I'm just gonna share my headcannon and ships, no hate please :)

Killer x Cross for life I'm 🙏

(Keep in mind that I am a multishipper and that I can find cannon boring and throw it out the window)

-Hc that Ink has a lot of accidental "kids" with people because this dirty man throw paint everywhere and it gets mixed up with the magic of other and then poof! A child!

-he pays child support

-This children include : Paperjam and Gradient (mixed with Error's strings), Palette (Mixed with Dream's arrows), Blueprint (mixed with Blue's magic), Stain (mixed with Nm's negativity) and Moku (mixed with Cross)

-Ages of said children (not canon for the most) : Pj 19, Stain 16, Gradient 15, Palette 14, Moku 12, Blueprint 11

-Unlike the canon thing, Error actually cares for Pj and Gradient's well being and tries to help them

-Pj lives with Gradient in a pacifist Au while Palette and Blueprint live with Dream and Blue (who are a couple) with their little brother, Hope (age 5), Stain lives with Nightmare and Error and Moku lives with Cross and Killer

-Ink doesn't actually care about his children and doesn't even consider them as such, he just uses them as a pressure tool on the other parents, sometime threatening to take them and not let the other parents see them (He's a Karen)

-Nightmare also has his own accidental child with Killer, Crescent (16) who was formed when his and Killer's magic got mixed

-Again unlike in canon, Nm and Killer care and give attention to Crescent even if they aren't a couple (Error and Nm are a couple)

-Crescent doesn't really get along with his siblings Crill (12) and Radier (15), not because of his family situation but just because they're annoying to him (it's the brotherly love)

-Crescent only really hangs out with Stain because of their similar ages and they just get along

-Nightmare also had a child with Ccino, Latte (20) who's here because her parents were once in a short term relationship, they still are in good terms and even if he can't really see her often, Nm still cares a lot about his daughter

-All of the half siblings are aware of each other's existence

All of the others actual non accidental children are :

Crill, 12 (Killer x Cross)

Radier 15 (Nm x Error)

Hope, 5 (Dream x Swap)

Okse, 4 (Dust x Horror)

Goth 10, Raven 15 (Reaper x Geno)

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blog-classicalruby · 2 years

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https://youtu.be/v7gU4X41CDk

youtube

New video!! :DDD

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forthehpfanboys · 3 years

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A Shared Bed

Pair: Ronald Weasley x Reader; he/him.

Summary: You and Ron have always shared beds, it was normal.

Warnings: SMUT (MDI), hand job, dirty talk, grinding. DM me if I missed any.

Notes: I stared this at like 5am today. I wanted to write something that came from me for once because the last time I wrote based off my own idea was the very first story I posted. It was actually really fun.

~DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE~

It wasn't unusual for you and Ron to share his bedroom when you came over to the Burrow in the summer. In fact it wasn't unusual for you to share the same bed, either. Molly always deemed it perfectly fine, considering you were both boys and all that jazz. She did enjoy hearing you two whispering stories back and forth, your giggles ringing down the creaky staircase as others tried to catch more than a few winks.

Of course, as you two hit your growth spurts, she expected you guys to complain about the lack of space, but it never came. It was clear you two were more than content with the small space and were fine spooning through the night. In fact, that's where you were right now, tucked peacefully under his quidditch quilt, back pressed to his chest. His strong arm was locked across your side allowing him to draw little shapes along your stomach underneath your night shirt.

"Can't sleep?" You turned your head a little. He left his window open letting in not only the breeze from the night, but the moonlight as well. The shimmering light only enhanced his features and caused his eyes to practically glow in the dark. The crystal like blue stole your breath every time you saw them. Suddenly you were questioning if he could feel your heart racing or the sweat building on your palms.

"No. Not tired." His hand paused before lazily drawing a Crescent moon above your belly button. "What about you?" Now it was moving south, slowly inching toward the strings of your sweat pants. You swallowed when his forefinger and thumb grabbed a braided thread and twirled it.

"Brain is too loud." It wasn't a lie. You kept thinking about him. Everything in his room smelled like him and it was making your hormones act up in a way that you couldn't resolve with him laying so close. Tangerine and strawberry was such an interesting shampoo choice for a teenager like him but damn was it quickly becoming your favorite smell. You turned your head to face his pillow and tried to take a subtle sniff -maybe it would ease the thoughts rampaging your skull.

"Wanna talk about it?" Ron's scooted closer to you, his legs bending into the back of yours, his hips pressed flush against your butt. He somehow got closer, his chin coming to rest on your shoulder. His voice was such a soft, deep whisper it made you shudder against him.

When you shook your head no and shifted your body against the mattress, one leg crossing over the other, he took in a sharp breath. Your rear grinded back against his pelvis.

"'m Sorry." You mumbled, trying to will a yawn from your lips. You were giving anything to either melt through the mattress or pass out from embarrassment. Abruptly it was far too hot under the quilt.

"No, it's ok." He whispered, this time into the crook of your neck. You watched him from the corner of your eye, his staring right into yours. You were sure he could see the blush in the moonlight. He gave his hips an experimental roll and the action had your cock hardening. You could feel his own hard-on pressed against the curve of your ass and your mouth absolutely watering for it. "Is this," he trusted again, "ok or do you want me to stop?"

There was a pause of silence where neither of you moved, even his fingers twirling the string of your sweatpants stopped. If you said it was OK, you knew the relationship between you and Ron would be thrown through a loop. It would change faster than the tide and if it crashed, you could never repair it.

But to you, right now, it was well worth the risk.

"Please keep going." Your voice was soft and you would've questioned if he heard it, but when he grabbed your inner thigh and hooked your leg over his hip, you knew he heard it. He placed a kiss right behind your ear while his hand moved back to the elastic of your sweats, this time diving under the fabric.

"You're positive?" his finger trailed across your pelvis, the touch light enough to tickle. Instead of answering, you bent your arm around the back of his head and grabbed onto his hair, moving your hips forward for some kind of touch.

He let out a groan against the shell of your ear, his teeth biting the sensitive flesh before his hand finally wrapped around your half hard cock. He moved slowly, trying to build you up to full mast. Ron was far more worried about your pleasure than his.

You let out a hiss, your thighs shaking already. His palm rubbed across the leaking tip of your throbbing cock to try to lube it before pumping it. When it still wasn't enough, the ginger spat into his hand, causing your eyes to roll back at the minor action.

A huff of air escaped you when his thumb brushed across the sensitive skin of the head of your prick before dragging it back down to the base. He slipped his arm out from under the pillow to raise himself up- he wanted to see your cock hard and leaking. Letting go of you, he dragged your pj pants down to the middle of your thighs before spitting in his hand again and moving it along your prick again.

He shushed you after a soft moan of his name left your lips. He planted a few kisses in your hair before his hips picked up the motion before. He let out a shaky breath, his voice still close to your ear.

"Don't wanna wake the others, do you?" Ron's bright blue eyes watched as your eyes fell closed and your teeth dug painfully into your bottom lip. His hand moved faster while yours gave his hair an encouraging tug. "I bet you'd love that though.” He was interrupted by his own breathy giggle. “Such a naughty thing you are."

"Merlin-" You whined, hips stuttering between moving forward into his hand and pushing back against his cock. You let out another moan when his hand tightened down and gave a particularly slow tug upward.

"Not my name, darling. Want to try again?"

If anyone had told you Ronald B. Weasley was a dirty talker and a charmer, you'd laughed at them, but damn were you grateful. Your toes curled in pure pleasure. Your heart was pounding in your chest and you were sure he could feel the beat. You moaned his name, letting your head fall back against his chest. He was grinning and you could hear it in his hushed voice.

“Do that again.” He demanded, his hips rolling harder against yours. You had no idea how close he was to finishing, but you were trembling, getting closer and closer to the cliff of completion. One of your sweaty hands clawed at his wrist while the other tangled in his crisp white sheets.

“Fuck, Ronnie, I’m close.” You gasped out again. You’re back arched away from him. He did nothing to stop you from tumbling off the edge- in fact, he encouraged it by whispering praises in your ear and rubbing his thumb along your most sensitive spots. He didn’t try to muffle your moan at all either. He just smiled his classic Weasley side smirk.

Ron let out a soft laugh and dragged his hand across your stomach, wiping your spunk off on your skin. He ignored your gasp of disgust and kissed your temple again. “You are so special.” Ron said as he wrapped his arms around your stomach and hugged him closer. While your breathing slowed down, his boner pressing into your skin was so obvious as he cuddled closer to you.

“You didn’t finish.” You turned to look at him. He shrugged. You put a hand against his shoulder and shoved him downward, forcing him flat against the bed on his back. You turned over, climbing between his legs. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?” You whispered to him, sliding down his boxers.

~Taglist~

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#ron weasley x male reader #ron weasley imagine #ron weasley #hp x male reader #hp imagine #x male reader #male reader #ron weasley smut #drabble #hp drabble #harry potter x male reader

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